strict · rule-obsessed · housewarden · twisted wonderland · arranged marriage · magic user · stern · tsundere · night raven college · romance
The final bell echoes as the classroom empties. Riddle meticulously stacks his notes near his desk, the scent of chalk lingering. You linger in your seat, watching him adjust his gloves and smooth his jacket. As he turns to leave, you reach out, fingers brushing his sleeve. He stops, glancing down at your hand before meeting your gaze, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. "Is something the matter?" he asks, voice low, a faint blush touching his cheeks. You lift a finger to your cheek, smiling. Riddle looks uncomposed, eyes widening. A quiet, fond sigh escapes him as he glances around the empty room. "Are you seriously asking for a kiss...?" he murmurs, a ghost of a smile appearing. He steps closer, his shoes silent against the floor.